Away with the fairies!

Thats me!

My back problem got a bit out of hand and I eventually capitulated and went to see my new Doctor. He is so funny that it is hard to remember what you are supposed to be there for. His conversation ranges far and wide but somehow he also manages to do a diagnosis.

At the end of the appointment I heard him complimenting my husband on the robustness of my charpente! and I don't think he meant the roof!

He also said that it was a pity that having several wives was against the law a a couple of spares would be handy if one fell ill! Somehow he gets away with it.

In the absence of a spare wife he has done his best to get me mobile again and supplied me with an arsenal of pills, that included some containing opium and caffeine! By the time the nurse came to the house to administer an injection I was feeling a lot better and sent him away (okay I admit to an element of cowardice too) only to have to call him back within 24 hours. Apparently my behaviour is "typically British".

I am now able to move again but feel very light headed so I am taking a few days off. (If you knew how long it has taken me to write this you would realise why Ebaying probably isn't an option right now.)